A/N: Here is the last part. Lots of fluff and a bit of injury. I love how Ron and Draco interact through this whole story. I am pleased with how it turned out. I hope you've all enjoyed it :).

Six months after getting together

Harry sat in Draco's desk chair as he watched him work. Draco was blushing deeply as Harry and he had just been in Draco's office, reacquainting themselves with one another after Harry had been on a mission for five days. Harry looked rather pleased with himself.

"You don't have to look so smug," Draco teased as he looked up at Harry who was staring back at him with bright green eyes.

Harry smirked back. "I'm not smug, just pleased," he replied with a wink.

Draco blushed deeply and grinned. He straightened his expression. He was at work and he needed to be serious. Yes, he worked with his boyfriend, sort of, and they often got side tracked with one another in Draco's lab, on occasion in the office, just to drive Ron crazy, but he needed to be serious. They could spend quality time together later.

"Don't you have some paperwork to do?" Draco asked.

Harry frowned thoughtfully. "Yes, I suppose I do," he replied. He stood up and walked over to Draco who had straightened up and was looking at him expectantly. Harry reached out and looped an arm around his waist and pulled him against him. He kissed Draco deeply and elicited a quiet moan from him, nearly melting in his hold. "Will you have dinner with me tonight?" Harry asked as he broke away.

"I always have dinner with you," he replied with a chuckle.

"I meant out at a restaurant," Harry elaborated.

Draco's eyes widened. They'd been to the pub a few times, but that appeared to be just two friends eating dinner and drinking. An actual dinner date at a restaurant was something entirely different. "Are you sure?" he asked in disbelief.

Harry nodded and kissed him lightly. "Yes. If it will make you feel better, we can go to a Muggle restaurant instead of a Wizarding one," he offered.

Draco took a deep breath and nodded. "No, that's fine. I'll have to go home and change into something more proper though," he contemplated as if he was envisioning his closet and looking for the right outfit.

Harry grinned and kissed his cheek. "Seven o'clock, love," he stated as he left Draco in his lab. Draco blushed at the endearment, never tiring of that. It had been about three months after they got together that 'I love yous' were said. Draco had been in love with Harry for at least a year prior, but it didn't take Harry long to feel the same way once they got together.

Harry walked back into the office that he shared with Ron, grinning. Ron looked up at him and gave him a knowing look. "I see that you and Draco had a nice reunion," he teased.

Harry laughed and settled in at his desk. "Yeah, we did," he said in a dreamy tone. Ron made a gagging noise. Harry threw a quill at him. "We're going to dinner tonight," Harry commented.

"You guys eat at the pub plenty. That's no surprise," Ron commented as he looked over at him in confusion.

Harry shook his head. "We're going to an actual restaurant tonight and I'm going to ask him," Harry responded quietly.

Ron sat up straighter. "Ask him what?" he asked nervously.

"To marry me," Harry said barely above a whisper, overwhelmed by what he was planning.

Ron's eyes widened. "Seriously, mate?" he asked as if he hadn't heard him even though he most definitely had heard him.

Harry nodded. "Do you think it's too soon?"

Ron frowned. "I don't know, mate. I'm not a good judge of that. I wanted to marry Hermione the day after we officially got together. She turned me down, a lot, before finally saying yes a year after we started dating," he replied.

"Yeah, but you two were into each other way sooner than you got together. You were both too stubborn to see it," Harry countered.

Ron laughed. "And you and Malfoy spent a long time on opposite sides of things and didn't really see eye to eye on feelings for each other until just six months ago."

Harry sighed. "It feels right though," he insisted.

"You can ask him and if he says no, just know that it's probably like Hermione. She wanted to marry me, just not right then. He's been in love with you for a long time, well before he even realized it. I don't think he'll say no. Besides, I have never seen you as happy as you've been these past six months especially and even Draco. He's much less prickly now," he teased.

Harry grinned and nodded. "Then tonight's the night," he said confidently.

Ron grinned back and nodded in agreement. They worked the rest of the afternoon in silence, finishing up paperwork. Once five o'clock hit, they were heading out. Ron walked with Harry down to the floos. He was frowning.

"Hey, mate, listen, can you make sure you have your gear with you?" he asked when they arrived.

Harry gave him a questioning look. "I usually do, now, but why?"

Ron shrugged. "Just a feeling, I guess. Let me know how it goes tonight. Good luck!" Ron called as he flooed home.

Harry frowned as he watched the flames disappear. He shook his head and went into his own floo and went home. He made some tea and sat at his table, looking out the window. It was fall and the leaves were changing colors and falling slightly. He smiled as he watched the wind blow through the trees. He looked down at the ring box sitting on his table. He snapped it open and pulled it out. It was a very simple black band. He knew that Draco would want to pick out his own band when they got married, but he thought this was pretty good for the time being.

He glanced at his timepiece, noting that it was six. He stood and put his teacup on the counter after rinsing it out. He went into his room and went about getting ready, wearing his best dress robes.

At 6:45, he apparated to Draco's flat. He took a deep breath, made sure he had his one red rose ready, and knocked on the door. It opened a few seconds later and Harry found himself speechless. Draco stood there in robes that were dark gray, making his silver eyes stand out more. He looked breathtaking. He grinned at Harry, pleased that he was able to make him unable to form any words. Harry looked amazing himself and Draco could see that he obviously put in a lot of effort for the night.

"Is that for me?" he asked, nodding towards the rose that Harry was holding.

Harry blinked a few times and then looked down at the rose. "Yes, right, of course. Yes, this is for you," he stated as he handed it to him.

"You look good, Potter," he complimented as he took the rose, blushing at the romantic gesture.

Harry smiled. "I'd like to be able to tell you in words how fantastic you look, but I'm finding myself without the right words," he replied.

Draco stepped forward and kissed him tenderly. "I think I understand and thank you," he whispered against his lips. Harry kissed him again and then took his hand into his own.

"Shall we?" he asked. Draco nodded and clasped Harry's arm with his free hand and side-alonged with him to the restaurant.

They arrived in an alley and looked each other over. They took a deep breath and started out, hand in hand. Mostly everyone in the auror department knew they were together, but it had yet been put out there to the general public.

Before walking out of the alley, they lifted their chins and put on 'don't mess with me' looks and walked towards the restaurant, hand in hand. It didn't take long before a camera flashed. Harry blinked, but didn't look at the person who take their picture, neither did Draco who was gripping Harry's hand tightly, his apprehension obvious. Harry looked over at him and smiled in assurance. Draco smiled back; another flash went off behind them. They ignored it and went into the restaurant.

"Mister Potter, welcome," the hostess greeted. She had menus ready and was gesturing towards the restaurant. She walked towards the back and into a more private section of the establishment. Harry smiled gratefully at her. She set their menus down and Harry went around to pull the seat out for Draco. Draco gave him a surprised look, but took his seat. The hostess blushed. "Have a wonderful evening, sirs," she stated before she walked away.

Harry grinned over at Draco who was looking at him quizzically. "What are you up to?" Draco asked.

"It's our first night in an actual restaurant. A real date, outside of a pub. I want it to be special," he replied simply.

Draco didn't look like he believed him for a second, but he chose to just enjoy it. Maybe he was just pulling out all the stops to make it a special night. "Well, I appreciate that. This place is really nice. I'm surprised you knew about it," Draco teased, winking at him.

Harry laughed and shook his head. "I could lie and say I found it all on my own, but you know me better than that and would know I was fibbing so I asked around about a great restaurant and this was the one that got the most positive reviews," he explained.

Draco smiled and him, pleased that he knew exactly what Harry did to find this place. The past six months had been the best of his life. Being with Harry had been so much more than he expected. He was constantly surprising him. He was constantly making his world better and worth being in. Every day was something new and great. He finally understood what bliss felt like. "I love you, Harry," he stated, feeling a sudden gush of love for him.

Harry looked over at him with a surprised look. Draco rarely expressed his love for him verbally. When he did, it was meant to be cherished. Uttering those three words in public and outside of their comfort zone, made it even better. "I love you, too," he replied quietly. He reached across the table and squeezed his hand. Draco blushed and went back to perusing the menu.

Sometime later, their meal had been delivered and the wine poured. Harry and Draco were enjoying each other's company and enjoying a relatively private dinner. "Did your last case go as you expected it would?" Draco asked after a while.

Harry shook his head. "We tailed the guy for five days and then he gave us the slip somehow. I have no idea how he got away from us, but I think that he was tipped off by someone. We're going to regroup and probably head out again, maybe a different team and see if we can get him," Harry replied.

Draco nodded. "What was he being investigated for?" he asked.

"Potion smuggling. Nothing too serious, but the potions could potentially get in the hands of some people who could do awful things with them," Harry answered.

"Oh, yeah they delivered some of those potions to my lab earlier this week. There is definitely some components in there that are troublesome, but they aren't mixed correctly so the risk is lower should someone come into contact with them," Draco explained.

Harry smiled over at him and Draco gave him a questioning look. "I love how you explain things so matter-of-factly," he commented.

Draco shrugged. "What do the muggles call them, scientists?" Harry nodded. "I'm a scientist and we deal with facts. I can't look at any part of my work from an emotional level. It has to be just facts," he replied.

Harry frowned slightly. "Except when it comes to me," he pointed out quietly.

Draco looked up at him and gave him a fond look. "Except when it comes to you," he whispered.

Harry glanced around and noted that the restaurant had thinned out some and there were only a few patrons left. Harry looked back at Draco and took a deep breath. He reached into his pocket and took out the ring box, setting it down. Draco looked down and his eyes widened, eyebrows shooting up into his hair. He felt his heart rate pick up and his stomach fluttering madly. He looked up at Harry, licking his lips nervously.

Harry looked back at him with a calm expression, even though his insides were in knots. "You probably already knew this, but I wanted to make tonight special for another reason," Harry began. Draco nodded slowly. Harry smiled slightly. "I know it took me a long time to realize what was right in front of me and that you knew well before I did. I've spent the past six months cherishing every moment spent with you and realizing that I could have the life I'd always wanted. I am looking forward to many more years of us, if you'll have me that is. Will you marry me?" he proposed as he slid from his chair and onto one knee, holding the ring box open to him.

Draco stared at him, blinking slowly. His heart was ready to burst. He hadn't expected this to come so soon and he was finding it hard to form the words to respond. Just as he was about to, Harry frowned and reached into his pocket. He cursed as he pulled out his coin that alerted him to the aurors being needed. It was lit bright red so it was definitely a drop everything and go alert. Harry sighed and looked down. He looked up at Draco apologetically. Draco just stared back, still unable to form the words. His anger was starting to overcome that as this amazing date and proposal was ruined by Harry being called in.

He stood and leaned forward, capturing Draco's lips in a kiss. "I'm sorry, love. I know I've caught you off guard and this is the worst timing possible," he whispered, kissing him more deeply again. "I'll let you know what's going on when I can," he assured him before he kissed him quickly once more and left him.

Draco scowled as he watched Harry leave. He looked back at the table and saw the ring sitting there. He reached over and pulled it towards him. Of course, Harry picked a simple ring, probably knowing that he'd want to pick out his own band. The ring was very nice though and he loved it. He snapped the box shut and wiped absently at his eyes. It would do no good to cry in the middle of the restaurant.

The waiter walked over. "Everything alright, sir?" he asked in concern.

Draco shook his head. "Could I have the check please?"

The waiter nodded and set it down. Draco glanced at their bill and put out the necessary galleons and stood. He walked out of the restaurant, his engagement ring a heavy weight in his pocket.

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Draco debated about going home, but instead, he went to the auror department to see if he could find out what happened before he heard from Harry. Something was niggling in the back of his mind about him being called out, but he couldn't quite explain the feeling.

He walked in and was surprised to see the auror department in slight chaos. His stomach roiled in nervousness. He went directly to Harry's office, but found it empty. He turned and caught another auror's attention. "What's going on?" he asked.

The auror looked at him nervously and glanced around. Draco didn't like that one bit. "They got a lead on the case from earlier this week so they sent a team in. They called in back-up and now no one really knows what going on as they haven't heard from anyone that went in. They are getting another team together to send in," he explained. He gave Draco a concerning look, knowing that Harry was someone who had gone in as back-up. He rushed away. Draco stood there in shock. Every moment that he had experienced with Harry flashing through his mind.

He turned and walked quickly to his lab. He had a feeling that whatever happened involved the potions that were sitting in his lab being analyzed. He walked in, taking off his robes and looked over at the stations that were analyzing each of the potions. He looked at them grimly, seeing something worrisome. They had an ingredient combination in them that made them stick to any surface and very difficult to remove. Luckily for Draco, he knew the potion that would dissolve it so he set about making a huge batch. It wasn't one that took long to brew either which was a relief. He focused on his task, pushing everything from his mind. He couldn't worry about Harry or any of the other aurors. He had a job to do.

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Three hours later, Draco sat down heavily in his chair. He had a large batch of potion ready and was quite pleased with himself. He stood and walked out into the auror department, finding it very much in more chaos than before. "Draco, there you are!" someone exclaimed as they ran over to him. It was the same auror from earlier.

"What the hell is going on?" he demanded.

"Where have you been? We tried to find you in your lab, but we couldn't get through. Didn't you hear us banging on the door?" he questioned.

Draco frowned and shook his head. He didn't remember warding the door at all, let alone being in the zone so much that he didn't hear anyone trying to get into his lab. "No! I didn't hear you at all! I didn't ward my door. I never ward it when I'm here!" he exclaimed.

The auror frowned and looked around. "Harry's at St. Mungo's," he said, finally looking back at him.

Draco's stomach dropped to his feet. He already somehow knew, but hearing it aloud made it even worse. "Is he alright?" he asked quietly.

The auror stepped back slightly and shook his head. "No. I don't know exactly what happened, but he's not alright. We've been trying to find you. Ron's wife has been trying to get in touch with you." He gave him an apologetic look. Draco whipped around and went into his lab. He put the potion he had brewed into a large flask and shrunk it down. He slipped it into his pocket and rushed out of his lab. He locked the door and rushed down to the floos. He felt sick to his stomach and so angry for not knowing. If Harry was awake, he was probably cursing him for not being there. Some fiancé he was going to be if he wasn't by his lover's side.

He tumbled out of the floo at St. Mungo's and rushed into the emergency department. He ignored the mediwitch who was hollering after him. He skidded to a stop when he saw Hermione standing outside a room, wringing her hands together, eyes puffy from crying. He rushed over and looked into the window. He saw two beds. One with Ron and one with Harry. Hermione looked up at him and cried out before she threw her arms around him.

"Merlin, Draco, where the hell have you been?" she demanded angrily as fresh tears started running down her cheeks.

"I was in my lab the entire time. I don't know why they couldn't get through to me. I was working on a potion, but I've never been so out of tune with what was going on around me!" he exclaimed.

She was frowning and looking thoughtfully into the room. "Ron mentioned that they thought that someone was tipping the man off. They walked into a trap, Draco. They weren't even supposed to be there tonight. Merlin, Draco, what are we going to do?"

"What's wrong with them?" he asked in an even tone.

"They got doused in some sort of potion and the healers can't get it to come off. It's burning them. They don't know what to do," she replied.

Draco reached into his pocket and handed her the shrunken flask. "Here's the antidote," he said quietly. He stared at his lover who was crying out in pain on the bed, arching his back. Draco felt tears coming to his eyes as he watched him. Hermione took the flask and rushed into the room. Draco staggered back and sank into a chair that was across from the room. He buried his face in his hands and sobbed. If only he had asked Draco sooner in the night to marry him.

Hours passed and Draco sat in the same exact way, face buried in his hands. Hermione had tried to talk to him, tell him that the potion was working, but Draco wouldn't hear it. He wasn't going to lift his head until he knew for sure that Harry was alright.

Finally, he sat up and reached into his pocket and pulled out the ring that Harry had gotten. Hermione had been dozing in the chair, startling awake at his movement. She turned to look. She smiled softly. "Ron told me he was going to propose to you tonight. Did you get a chance to respond?" she asked quietly.

Draco shook his head. "He gave a great proposal speech and then he got called in. I was speechless. I should have responded immediately, but I just couldn't find the words. They were there, but I couldn't speak them. Merlin, if I never get a chance to reply, I…." he trailed off, unwilling to voice what he would do.

Hermione was about to respond when a mediwitch came out smiling at them. "They're awake and ready to see you," she directed.

Hermione didn't have to be told twice. She leapt up from the chair and rushed into the room. She immediately went to Ron's side and talked across the room at Harry. She checked Ron and then went over to Harry to be sure he was alright.

"Where's Draco?" Harry asked quietly.

"I'm here," Draco said as he walked in. Harry turned to his voice. His glasses were gone so he couldn't see him very well. He smiled, wincing slightly.

"I wore my gear," he said as Draco stopped next to him. Harry looked quite pink from his skin being burned by the potion and then the subsequent antidote. He knew it was only temporary, but he hated that he was in this position.

"Fat lot a good that did," he muttered angrily.

"Actually, the healers said that it protected them from the worst of it. Potion soaked through, but not nearly as much as it could have on regular clothes," Hermione commented from the other side of the room.

"Well, it seems that I need to apply a liquid repellant to the gear now as well," he commented, already thinking about how he'd go about it.

Harry sighed and reached out to grip his hand. "Draco, there's only so much you can protect me from," Harry whispered.

Draco sighed and sat down on the side of his bed. He pulled his hand onto his lap and gripped it gently between his two hands. "I know, but if there is something I can do to help keep you safer, I'm going to do it. Are you alright? What happened?"

"We have a mole in the department. They tipped off the guy we were following earlier this week and then they set us up. The guys before us got it worse than we did. Luckily, your potion will fix them up, but they are going to have a longer recovery ahead of them than us. I feel so stupid for not figuring it out sooner," Ron explained, groaning in annoyance at the end.

Harry scoffed. "None of us figured it out, even the more seasoned aurors. Don't beat yourself up about it," Harry responded.

"Do they know who it is?" Draco asked.

"They have their suspicions," Harry replied.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Draco questioned.

Harry sighed. "We had to keep it tight-lipped. Only those who were directly involved in the case could know. We should have known this would have happened, but we didn't think it was that bad. Where were you?"

Draco was about to explain everything that apparently happened while he was behind closed doors, but then realization set in as to why no one could get through. He narrowed his gaze, feeling violated. Harry looked at him in confusion. "Whoever the mole is, locked me in my lab and silenced the door so that I couldn't hear them calling my name and trying to get in," Draco seethed.

Harry's eyebrows lifted. "Well, it seems that it backfired since it made you focus on the antidote," Harry replied, smiling slightly.

Draco's scowl lessened and he smiled. "That is true. I probably would have missed the key to this. It was strange because even though I had no idea what happened to you or what it involved, I felt that it related to those potions so I set about making an antidote. I hope they take care of this," he commented.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked.

Draco gave him a drawl look and chuckled. "I am now that I know you're alright. Merlin, Harry, I was more scared this time than I was when I realized I was in love with you the last time you were here," he whispered.

Harry smiled slightly, rubbing his thumb against the top of Draco's hand. "Why were you so scared?"

Draco frowned at him and gave him a 'are you seriously asking me that' look. Harry shrugged slightly. "Well, let's see, because the man I love more than anything in this world was in serious pain and in danger of dying. The man, who gave me a glimpse into the future that I've desired for so long, just mere hours before getting injured. It just made me realize how much you've impacted my life and how much my life doesn't make sense without you in it," he replied.

Harry grinned. "So does that mean you're saying yes to my earlier question?"

"Your earlier question?" Draco asked with a lifted brow, smirking slightly.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Will you marry me, Draco?" he asked, repeating his proposal.

Draco grinned, blush creeping across his cheeks as he remembered that he had an audience. He didn't want to break the spell so he stayed focused on Harry. This time he had the words. "Yes. I will marry you," he whispered.

Harry grinned and accepted the ring that Draco put in the hand that he was holding. Harry lifted his head slightly and reached for Draco's left hand. He slid the ring on his finger. Draco grinned broadly and leaned forward to kiss him carefully. He broke away after a moment.

"When you're all better, we'll do a proper celebration," he waggled his eyebrows at him. Harry laughed and nodded. Ron may or may not have groaned.

It wasn't quite how Harry planned to have Draco accept his proposal, but it seemed fitting as this was where Draco fell in love with him. He smiled up at Draco who smiled back, looking relieved. Draco leaned down again and kissed him. Everything had fallen into place.

THE END